MarkO, my dear friend, a chimpanzee could have rutted in the amount of time that's showing up on the key card evidence.

The defense will say "the only reason Diallo came back was to see the size of the tip."

Well, the medical records show the "tip" and more, was placed in DSK's mouth.

The french should be ashamed of themselves to think this is a good way to uncork that bottle!

I believe the maid.

And, I'd even add that there are too many men fearful of premature ejaculation. So, they pile on the maid for what? BEING THERE?

She was there. And, when she spit, this poor woman who cannot read or write ... left DNA evidence ... that those who could read and write, collected.

Maybe, we should just teach women how to use their teeth better? I mean, what do you do with a banana?

Lock jaw is not a good defense.

Heck, she could'a just slid it out ... and then just chewed off his tip. (You didn't know that's how rabbis do it?) Yes. They do! And, then the "moil" spits out the skin. There's not very much bleeding, either.

But what I think could have happened, didn't.

The maid put misplaced trust in the DA. Who is a democrapic tool. And, in the police. Who get paid when they crap on their paperwork.

What can happen ahead?

Oh, I expect Oprah will come out of retirement. And, there will be a best seller detailing the story of the frenchman's cock. The same way you know Bill Clinton's doesn't jut straight out! But bends. A curiosity most women haven't seen in life.

And, even bent, it can still be schtupped into a hole.

Given time this story will SWELL.

The DA? He hasn't reached home plate, yet. And, his office is a SNAKE PIT!

Once, when the cops had their own snake pit, along came SERPICO. (True story.)

Gotta be "Fanny Hill—Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure." A week after I discovered it my older brother whooped me. The pages were all stuck together. And it was a pretty big book. Ahh, the onset of adolescence.

But in case you're not and in case there is a single person who doesn't know, "It was a dark and stormy night" is not an awful beginning on it's own, but it's not the full sentence.

It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents — except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.

Sorry, I don't think "It was a dark and stormy night..." is really that bad. Yeah, its a run on sentence. But if you were a Victorian - you had time to read - and probably didn't mind the long-winded prose.

Case in point, 1863 people thought Lincoln's Gettysburg Address was almost insultingly short for such a solemn occasion. They preferred Everett's more "eloquent" - at least an hour - address.